Guilt from the Past

Sissy The baby in my dream whispers to me The toddle with peach fuzz hair and bright blue eyes She's running to me But I never get any closer to her I struggle against iron grips Trying to break free But I can't get to her Can't reach her in time to save her I just want to be near her But I am kept away My hands are too small to make a difference

Sissy The child in my dreams yells to me The girl with blond hair and my face I'm running to her But she keeps getting farther away I can barely see her now It's been too long and I don't know her Someone holds my hand and pulls me away from her I want to let go of the tight grasp but I can't

Sissy!The voice in my mind screams I'm sorry! I say, I'm sorry! I'll come for you, I promise, I'll come for you I love you, Cassi, I love you

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